LOGINAs the full moon bathed the entire woods in a silvery glow, different werewolf packs were busy preparing to honor the Moon Goddess, Selene. Every shapeshifter had been caught up in the frenzy, completely unaware of the evil taking shape in one of the most dreadful parts of the woods.Canaria.Deep inside a dark, damp cave beyond the borders of this forbidden realm, a rebellious coven of dark witches was secretly preparing to escape. The coven was led by the wicked witch, Jezebel. She was also known as Mistress of Shadows. For years, she had been secretly plotting their escape from the prison that had held them captive for decades.A faint beam of moonlight slipped through a crack in the rocky wall and illuminated her face. Jezebel smirked deviously. For the first time in fifty years, the moon had finally shone over Canaria. It might have been just a small ray of light, but to her, it meant everything.Canaria was a cursed land, covered in darkness so thick that the moon had never been
The sandy ground glittered under the moonlight, giving the arena an almost magical appearance. The sight seemed to stir the competing werewolves, filling them with a burning desire to prove themselves.This was no ordinary contest.It was a sacred ritual in which only one werewolf could emerge victorious and become the Alpha's Gamma. The stakes were high, and no one wanted to lose such a top-level position.Randy, the nominated challenger, was about to face ten cruel opponents of the same rank. Each of them wanted the same thing: to defeat him and claim the position of the Alpha's Gamma.The rules were simple. Randy had to defeat all ten opponents by biting each one on the tail. Once he had done that, he would run to his Alpha and crouch before him. By doing this, he would automatically secure his position as the Alpha's Gamma. Alpha Damion would then seal his victory by licking the blood from his wounds. But if any of the opponents managed to bite off Randy's tail, the one who defea
As the day passed, the sky slowly turned shades of orange and pink, creating a beautiful backdrop behind the tall trees surrounding the dark woods. Before long, the colors faded, giving way to the darkness of night. The moon finally rose above the horizon, shining brightly as it broke through the last traces of twilight.Its beauty was breathtaking. A soft silver glow spread across the woods, lighting up the castle rooftops and everything beneath it.Damion stepped out of his room in a flowing white robe and walked onto the balcony. His eyes sparkled with excitement, and a satisfied smile played on his handsome, chiseled face. Standing on the highest floor of the castle, he felt as though the moon was close enough to reach out and touch.The long-awaited blessing had returned once again, bringing the pack a rare and precious gift. It was also a reminder of the traditions and ancient ways that made them who they were.Damion's heart raced as he gazed at the glowing moon. Every part of
Snapping out of his thoughts, Damion strode toward his wardrobe with his usual confident swagger. Pride radiated from him, knowing he was the strongest werewolf in the lycan world and a top-ranking businessman in the human world. He quickly dressed in a crisp white outfit, the fabric settling neatly over his powerful physique before he stepped out of his bedroom.The opulent corridor outside was a world away from the troubles weighing on his mind. It was filled with the cheerful noise of young pups running around, their giggles and playful shouts echoing through the spacious hallway.The little ones, ranging from eight to thirteen, darted about with infectious excitement. The minute they spotted their Alpha, they rushed toward him, squealing with delight.Damion's usually stern expression softened into a warm smile as he welcomed their enthusiastic hugs. The pups wrapped their tiny arms around his legs, their faces beaming with affection. He easily scooped them into his strong arms, g
The morning sun rose in the east, casting a warm golden glow over Alpha Damion's lavishly furnished bedroom. He stirred awake and slowly threw off the covers. His bare, chiselled chest, with its eight well-defined abs, glistened under the golden rays as he stretched and rose from his bed.Still half-asleep, he sauntered toward the window, his black underwear clinging tightly to his V-shaped waistline, accentuating his impressive physique while revealing the big bulge of his dick.Sleeping half-naked had become a habit for Damion. Unlike fragile humans, who shivered at the slightest drop in temperature, he was hardly bothered by changes in the weather. As a werewolf, his body was naturally adapted to the elements, making ordinary temperature changes little more than a minor inconvenience.Reaching the window, Damion looked down to the beautiful scene below him. The pack pups were already out, running around the open grounds and playfully chasing one another in excitement. Their cheerfu
Lost in her thoughts, Karen jolted back to reality by the sound of the man's voice. Her suspicions were immediately confirmed. It wasn't Xavier.She remembered Xavier's voice well enough to know that it wasn't nearly as shrill as the one she had just heard. Raising her head, she found herself staring directly at Lucian, one of the assholes who had attempted to sexually assault her.He quickly averted his gaze to the distant trees.Karen was certain she had caught a glimpse of something unusual in his dark eyes. Fear. It was a contrast to the bloodshot eyes she remembered from that dreadful night. Whatever had caused the sudden change in his attitude was of little concern to her. Anger was already boiling in her blood, and the memory of his cruel laughter and disgusting remarks only made it worse. She blinked in irritation, struggling to contain her resentment.She couldn't understand why this psychopath had shown up instead of Xavier. As though Gregory read her mind, he immediately







